"WHITFIELD"

Man where do I start,I have thought of so much today it has me in awe,I visited the graves of some men that have marked my life,first my dad,then Donald Guthrie,and Ricky Spickett,Donald Guthrie for never backing down from anything(CAPT'n of the football team)-###-#### and Ricky Spickett who is the only cable Dog in the bunch, a personal friend,MARCH 9 1958-Feb.3-1984,I can still remember the funeral as if yesterday,even more I so vividly remeber the viewing,It was so hard to believe that you were you laying there,so still, my brother, gone forever in my lifetime,I can still see you playing at recess,I can still see you ,about every third stick one ahead of me.It "HURTS" !! My dad -###-#### for teaching me never give up, understanding this my dad hated a liar!!! In their honor and memory. This story takes place in Tuscon Arizona.I can still remember the PM saying how the job would be healed when his buddy LB got there, he would handle it.I can still remember the day I met him,I was unimpressed, he seemed to me to be some sixties reject,but none the less he had my respect for the Co. When I first had him alone, I offered him fat cash every week for everthing I made over 5g's for the gravy. He turned me down.Weeks went by ,shit was still fucked up as a goat,I remember this one node,I'M sure the pm will recall it,I tricked it up because you had already pissed me off,remember how it embarrased you when your so called fucking supervisor couldn't figure out what the problem was,Kentucky boy called me on the radio and I explained the problem and the KB and he still couldn't figure it out,I had to drive back 20 mins to fix a shorted 90%housing dead sort at the node.Thank you for the pleasure of embarrasing ..nny.(SOME SUPERVISOR)How about this one do you remember his dumb fuck planning caused the country club to be out,what were the names of some of the streets Arnold Palmer,Lee Trevino,Jack Nicholos,when the dumb shit supervisor let kentucky and his band of hacks butcher those neighbor hoods without cutting in the new power supply(LMAO) (GET OUT THE CAMPING GEAR),I could go on and on about this mans mistakes,but I don't wont to bore you.So I will list only a few.In my last days there these are the events that led up to my demise with said co.The sup.gives me an my splicers the BS work ,because his buddy from Kentucky, is, (AFTER HIS OLD LADY LEFT HIM) keeping him up all night, if you know what I mean!anyway the supervisor gives him 22,000ft in three blocks,I go off.Me and my three are cutting as much cable as his 12,I ask my office mgr friend to sit in in the meeting as I accuse the fuck of what he has done,he listens.No results.The next I'm in my block cutting as well as my men ,kentucky calls me on the radio and ask me could I stop cutting and come cut the node in one of his blocks I told him fuck no you got the big footage you cut it,its in your block,He gives me this song and dance about how his father in law is dyeing and how he needs this,he didn't give a rats about that when he hadn't slept in the last week(CALM DOWN WHITFIELD)anyway he gets the node cut to find out its hung two spans farther away than its supposed to be. The system can't get back up cause it doesn't have enough signal.So they scramble to figure out what to do,they decide to add a bridger to cover their fuck up,while we are all waiting for this, to get done. Kentuckys hack ped mexican drives by,my mexicans ,they say that sob owes me for the trans in the truck he is driving.He stops right down the road I said go collect,they walk down the road and come back to tell me he said he would not pay! I said I'd kick his ass,about that time he drives by .My youngest man holds up a five pound sledge, this guy passing locks um down and jumps out with a 12 lb sledge, here is two mexicans in the middle of the road swinging at each other,just so happens the mother co. has a door hanging fag passing by and he calls it in to the head man and the shit hits the fan,the next thing the project mgr,pulls up telling me I had to fire all my guys. I tell him whats really going on.I find out ..nny has already fingered me as the cause of the incident saying I provoked it.I tell him all the truth about the whole project as how half of his people didn't sleep at night,I gave him hard facts,I asked how fucking naive are you look at kentucky boy he is white as a ghost in the face he spends the same time out here as me , look at me I'M almost black,where is your brain man,your supervisor is on the shit also why do you think he can't function.Doesn't he have the ability to compute trunk footages to get this shit right.The next day comes,..nny gives me some killer running to make up for the bullshit I had the day before(THE LAST SUPPER)its friday,I cut my cable early figuring we could get off early,When I started cutting I just popped a splitter face plate figuring I cut Ac off too my block, as I knew there was only two contractors working,I finished and by that time the other contactor was looking for me,we came to find out the main power supply had died due to overload,so I go into the hacks box and cut in a new power supply that should have been done the day before. I call the fiber splicer who was also working,I knew this as he was my best friend on the job,anyway,he has an extra one on his truck,he is a few miles away,so I drive and pick it up,I then take it back, to the cooked one (WHO PAID FOR THE COOKED ONE???) I replace it,A tech shows up,the supervisor and the Pm beg me to stay out there telling me they would make it up to me (THEY DAMN WELL DID) I spend 5 hrs tracking down bullshit in other boxes and fixing it!Its dark now,friday night,I finally got finished,during this time my two tappers and ped digger are with me on my clock.Monday morning comes the Pm tells me I have to fire all my help,I told him hell no,It wasn't their fault,I also tell him the techs that work for the mother co.are willing to say my mexicans are different ones,as half of the employees for the co. are mexican americans and they like us.The conversation ends.I go to the supervisor to get more work,he tells me go back and finish your last block,I said that MDU complex is so screwed up I would have to take a locater to find the cables to redesign it to splice it.I said I'm done redesigning your shit for free,give me some more work,he would not.I try to speak to the pm and he doesn't have time so he says.Three days go by each day me and my help are sitting outside the gate when he comes in .Each day he has an excuse why he can't talk to me.I paid my men fifty dollars per man just to show up for work for those three days,on the fourth day I've had enough I set up camp,as I'm waiting I meet this splicer from Texas he tells me he got there three days before and they issued him equipment but he hasn't been able to talk to the sup,or pm,he is fed up ,he tells me to tell them to shove it ,gives me his # and says he is headed back to Texas to another job,he pulls to the warehouse door and unloads.About lunch time,the PM decides to sit down with me,The discussion starts with him telling me I had to go back to the box I would of had to use a locater in .I said I am done redesigning this fucked up shit for free.He then said the mother co. wanted me off the job over the mexicans.He then asked me would I go to Dallas or Corpus.I asked him how he intended to compensate me for the friday I paid my three men to ride around with me to fix his problems,he said some redicolus figure,and I needed to learn how to manage my men.At this point all I am seeing is red,I told him fuck you,shove it up your ass you son of a bitch.I feel certain everyone was afraid I was going to fuck someone up,I pulled my truck to the warehouse and un load her, in pulling out the office mgr comes out and stops me to say good bye as he was my friend and he also wanted my signs.As we spoke I saw the head man from the mother co. come out the door going to his car I start toward him, the office mgr. tries to stop me,I told him get the fuck away from me before I hurt you,he backs off,I walk up to the man ,as he was always nice to me as he knew who got the job done right,anyway I asked him why they had requested I be gone from the job as I was told by the PM,he told me they had made no such request,that the co.I worked for made that decision.I thanked him shook his hand and left.I drove four days to get home.I still wanted to work for this co. so I call the VP that hired me,he had it set up for me to go to Corpus to work under Gary Vest but ..nny blocked it.The next contact I have with this co. is during one mans dream.My, so I thought, friend the Vp tells me he would come and work for me in this new co.I talk to the co's owner,he bullshits me into beliving he is interested in backing this new co.only to use me to try and hire my people.Everybody wondered why I dropped out of sight on here.It was because of what my preacher said about the vile language on here,cut him like a knife when he read it.Wanting God the way I did at that time,I turned off my computer and forgot this place.Events in my life caused me to change back and turn away from being a holy roller,not putting it down,but its not for me.If you remember all the attacks on me at the start of one mans dream,then when I came back on line and told,members of that co. to kiss my ass as I realized I had been played.That is what brought on all of the viscious attacks against me.They are scared the dream might come true,and they new I knew,that I knew damaging information against them so they tried to sink me,Guess what men,This BIG OLD DOG IS STILL STANDING,I took your best shots and here I am.The moral of this story for them is if you kill a snake you better make sure its dead,and you should never step on a dead ones back,even the dead ones can still bite!!!! I will be back in a little while to share my plans for the Future,Thanks for reading"WHITFIELD" and thanks to everbody for helping WHITFIELD defeat GOLIATH!!Remember these words ....l "WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND-YOU BETTER LOOK BEFORE YOU LEAP STILL WATER RUNS DEEP" SeeYA

Gary Vest

Hey, SplicerLife4me, I see your trying to recruit under the newly created screen name of Skidmark. Fits you alot better. Funny thing, I see you say 99% roadside, but I happened upon some prints for west St. Louis and the whole node was easement, even the freaking node! This ought to be good, especially with you running the job.

Swampkid

whitfield, you sure know how to write a book on here.

doug

Roadside in St Louis? where in St Louis,,, like Fla right? it's a funny thing I was talking about Ricky Spicket the other day, it was one of those "they don't make tough bastards anymore" speaches to a few green beans, these new kids remind me of my x, I want this, I need this, I don't have a micro wave in my room Whaaaaaaa bunch of wanna be fagot types, I have to stop some times and count to ten or just get in the truck and leave, I've had enough assault charges, I remember when you got one out of 30, now I feel like a fuckin mother some times, Ricky was one of the best, I sit in the truck sometimes and recall old times, call it therapy,,,

"WHITFIELD"

Hey Gary SplicerLife 4me is not the same Mark,there is two of them,here is also a good laugh for you,In my e-mail there is a letter where BEN KATZ states he has been informed by Jim and Mike not to engage myself or Gary Vest on here.Good thing he's not ponokeo,he could'nt get in hie car(LOL).I know you wondered all this time why I was still nice to them.It takes honey to catch a bear!! At least everbody knows what the deal is now.Funny thing though LB took me out and if I'm correct his old lady that had just left him came to Corpus and told lies on you,at any rate its over now.It took me a year but now its over. I hope they have learned a lesson this time.I'm going to be laying on the back deck getting some sun,if you want call252-###-####,Doug is right Ricky Spickett,he was one of the top hooks I have ever Known,and I will forever miss him,like you said they don't make them like that any more!! See Ya

Swampkid

Question of the day......How many ft. are in 1 Mile? I will post the answer later today.

Joe Blow

5260?

larry

Hi! I'm Larry, the little lineman. I'm little but I already had my first birthday. Dad's a lineman, too. I can bench-press a 15-inch thru-bolt. Heck, my first pacifier was a span clamp. I found it in Dad's truck, but he doesn't know where he got it. He has a lot of neat stuff out there. I listen to Dad talk on the telephone. The other night he was saying how well the 'make ready crew' did and they made footage he never would have guessed. He said they put the footage in the bank. Heck, I thought you put money in the bank. I gotta go. Mom's calling me. See ya!!!!!!!

larry

5,260+20=5280

larry

5,260+20=5280